phattkat Poet Poems

I walk upon
cold cobblestones
not finding shelter
from the storms
...

The sign over the
white porcelain water fountain
read `COLORED.`
Next to it was a new,
...

To Nikki, for what they did to you.

Staring at the ceiling fan
head sunk deep into the pillow
...

The distant mirage of fading memory
has left me with a crooked smile
while bellicose laughter
skates across my face
...